Mystery Morning Poems

I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn,
When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns.

With...

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Sit and watch the sunrise
     on a morning oh, so clear;
Listen to the whispers
     riding on those...

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Carpet patterns 
and the swirlings of grain
in wooden floors were maps
to me of exotic worlds,
portal holes for a child
to enter and explore
places edged on the
furthest...

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Have you ever had an occasion to be out early in the morning before the dawn breaks? Notice that the darkest time of night is...

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My love awakens me
with playful purrs,
with kitty licks 
and padded paws -- 

we are never far
from our primitives, 

to know the world by
touch, and God...

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On a clearing morning I awaken,
yesterday’s ruckus subsiding;
corporal tensions having
been slept away, a dove softly
cooing on my window sill
in the flower box having made
a nest...

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Leaves glitter quietly, serene and slumbering,
Beneath the frost’s quick breath.
Amber, gold and mahogany – crisp as the voice of winter
Shadowed by trembling winds of December,
Hopeful...

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The mystery of tomorrow

Never knowing what it will bestow

The beauty of a brand new day

Pure wonderment and a fresh new glow...

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In the morning,
Before the dew is dried
As the sky turns lighter
The sun begins to shine
Reflecting all the beautiful
On the roses so alive, dancing
Beneath the sunrise,...

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dawn meeting of minds
sharing facts in orange mist
espionage days

for the good of all
like roses in the green hall
make the hours brighter

joy and liberty
underneath the singing...

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The honeysuckle’s symphony
                     of fragrance...

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"Two doves in white flying, feathers glow beneath the morning's rainbow colors" QUOTE BY CHARLES MESSINA 


Vibrant hues, excited blue – silent azure
Cerulean and sapphire,...

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With fresh hope start the morning
Welcome the Sun and His work
Bright light is there for all commonly
Why not we use it to render wonder?

All the...

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Turning 

Across this land 
Across this fractured waste
With each cycle of the earth, 
The Joker in repose 
The Tower in flame 
The Enchantress a blaze...

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Upon rising, awakened by 
ripening scent teasing my nose, 
trilling my lips and tongue, – my taste buds opening
to bird-like songs as dawn's light breathes...

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